Diablo III is out, folks. Well, officially for what, a week already now?
I have to say, I love this game. It combines like, four of my favorite things: Money grubbing, loot grabbing, monster thrashing,and co-op. Srlsy, I'm AWESOME at dungeon crawlers. I still remember playing the first one...all locked away in my dark bedroom with only the soft, evil glow of the computer screen to light up my mesmerized face.
Of course, I don't know how fun I am to play with. My boyfriend thinks I'm adorable, but I imagine my game tomfoolery probably just annoys the hell out of everyone else. BF seems to like my annoyingness (this is a word because I said it is). Most people run around killing things and silently gather their gold and loot, saving mention for when we go back to town to sell or trade. "Who needs a magical staff of plus 10 mutation?" Or something of the like. Me? Oh, no. I'm super excitable. Everytime a monster drops gold I squeal with glee, "MONIES!" And I mean, every time. Items? Almost as bad. If they are magical items, I definitely make people wait while I clear my inventory so I can pick them up. Cause, there is another thing, I COLLECT EVERYTHING TO SELL. Because, even 2 gp is worth my effort. mwahahahaha
I am really good at collecting shit and killing monsters, just sayin.
This saturday is beer and diablo day. We tried for last saturday, but we stayed up too late (5am) the night before playing rockband. I felt less than human on saturday. I think we got in maybe 4 hours of play total. One of my friends commented, "isn't it just the worst when your video game playing time gets in the way of your video game playing time?" I think he broke my brain.
MONIES!
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